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Part 1
HOW IT ALL BEGAN By CHAZ

I am a married man in my early fifties; my wife is eighteen months younger and still very sensual. This story begins when we were in our early thirties. At the time we had two young children and lived in a smallish town. My wife’s name is Sasha.

A good friend of mine (ours) – Tommy, having just gone through a traumatic divorce, came to visit one Sunday. We all had a relaxing, somewhat lazy day as it was raining pretty steadily all day.

Later that evening, after dinner had been cleared away and all the chores had been completed and the kids put to bed, the three of us sat around chatting and sipping a good pinotage. (At this stage I must point out that we were, at the time, rather conservative when it came to anything sexual etc).

As the evening wore on, I noticed that Sasha appeared to be somewhat more “brazen” in her conversation, saying things that she would normally only say in private. I didn’t place too much importance on this as she normally becomes quite amorous after a few glasses of red wine.

At about 11pm Tommy decided he should head for home – but as we had had quite a lot to drink, my wife suggested that he sleep over instead, and leave early the next morning. Tommy lived in the next town, which is about forty kilometres away, so he didn’t offer much resistance.

I suggested to my wife that we move our son to the other room where he could share the bed with his sister, leaving his bed free for Tommy. However, Sasha opposed this, saying that it would upset his night, and then suggested in turn that Tommy share our double bed! I was taken aback, as you can well imagine, but did not oppose the idea.

Sasha went ahead, did her ablutions and climbed into bed. Both Tommy and I were rather quite, not really sure what was to be done or expected. After a few minutes we went to the bedroom, stripped off to our jockeys and climbed into bed, one on either side of Sasha, who appeared to be fast asleep. She was “sleeping” on her side, facing towards me, with her back to Tommy.

All was still and after about 10 minutes I was convinced that by that stage Tommy and Sasha were in dreamland. The thought of the three of us in bed, coupled with the fact that I was aware that Sasha had put on her sexiest, sheerest nightie, and also that she’d had a few glasses of red wine, got me rather horny.

As I lay there, unable to sleep, I became more and more randy, so much so that I decided to try and convince Sasha to quietly allow me to slip into her without waking Tommy. I could not talk to her as that might have woken Tommy, so I decided to touch her.

Slowly, I moved my hand to her tummy and then down to her pussy and to my utter astonishment, placed my hand on Tommy’s. He had beaten me to it!

I pulled my hand away and lay there for a while in disbelief knowing that Tommy was actually “feeling”” Sasha’s pussy, yet totally “turned-on” by this amazing turn of events. My heart was pounding as if it wanted to break through my chest, my cock was as hard as it had ever been, and I had broken out in a cold sweat.

Sasha opened her eyes, looked at me, and I could see she too was experiencing the same mixed emotions as I. All the telltale signs were there – she was beyond the point of no return. What were we to do? Sasha was looking at me – asking, almost pleading with me to offer some solution.

Well, by this time I was in no condition to think, let alone act rationally. I simply whispered, “Go for it!” Sasha spun around like a shot to face Tommy and without even a second thought began “getting into him”. I sat up and watched them, completely mesmerised! There was my wife going full out with my mate, in front of me, in our bed! Wow!!!!!!!! I could do nothing but watch. I could clearly hear the sounds of their kissing as well as the all too familiar slopping sound of fingers working away at my wife’s very wet pussy.

Within no time at all Tommy had mounted Sasha and began fucking her as if there was no tomorrow. I was aware of her orgasm as Tommy continued to fuck her deeply and with great urgency.

They went at it for about twenty minutes and then suddenly it was over. Tommy rolled off her and turned his back to the two of us. No words had been spoken (I think that he was rather embarrassed by what had happened). Sasha turned back to face me, her pleasure was obvious – she had been well fucked.

Despite being completely helpless and in a mild state of shock throughout their lovemaking, I still had this enormous hard-on and I was as randy as I have ever been. This was very clear to Sasha who came to me like a “Woman with a passion”! For as long as I live I shall never forget the sensation I experienced as I entered Sasha! She was soaked and hot. Wet from Tommy’s cum as well as her own, and hot from just having been properly fucked. The heat was simply amazing, never before had I put my cock into such a warm (hot!!!) pussy, it was on fire! The pleasure was absolute! Sasha and I fucked for what seemed like ages, completely oblivious of Tommy, who by now really was asleep.

The next morning, we all said our farewells without a single mention of the night before!

Sasha and I discussed the evening’s events at great length, and both agreed that never before had either of us experienced such powerful sexuality. To Sasha it was the fact of having a “new” cock inside her that made all the difference. She confessed that she had no desire for doing it again with Tommy but would definitely like to try it with another “new” person. She became completely hooked on having that “first time” with a guy. For me it was the joy of entering her immediately after someone else had cum inside her!

That was some twenty years ago – Sasha has diligently pursued her ambition to have as many “new” cocks as possible. To this end she has quite a story to tell, but I would rather she told it.










Part 2

SASHA’S STORY By Sasha

The events of that evening changed my life forever. I was doing the dishes and needed to pee so I went to the bathroom, (the general one, not the en suite) as I entered I stopped in surprise, there was Tommy busy having a pee – He was holding his manhood in his right hand whilst holding himself steady with the left. I was fascinated and stared at his manhood for quite a while – it was semi-hard and looked very nice. He had a naughty smile on his face and a daring look in his eyes. I took one last look at his manhood and left without saying a word.

Back in the kitchen (I went to the en suite loo) I could not get the sight of Tommy’s manhood out of my mind. This was new to me as I never was a highly sexed person. My husband and I had a very satisfying sex life, doing it at least five to six times a week. Tommy’s manhood had imprinted an image in my mind and I was helpless at getting rid of that image. I found myself wondering what it would feel like inside me, would it be different to Chaz’s?

Tommy came into the kitchen and stood close behind me at the sink. He pushed himself against me and I could feel his manhood against my buttocks! I felt faint I thought I would die! I had to hold onto the sink with both hands to prevent myself from collapsing into a heap at Tommy’s feet. Whispering, Tommy asked me if I enjoyed watching him pee. I could only manage a nod. He then placed his hand on my right breast and began kneading it. The sensation was electrifying!! Ever since I can remember I enjoyed it when someone plays with my breasts. It turns me on in an instant!

I was instantly turned-on and wanted badly to feel Tommy’s manhood inside me. I wanted it and I wanted it soon! I suggested to Tommy that he sleep over and leave first thing in the morning. He seemed surprised and asked what Chaz would say? I told him to leave the details to me. He went back to the lounge where Chaz was pouring more red wine. My mind was working overtime, the red wine was having its usual effect and I was determined to do something about the situation – I wanted that “new” piece of manhood with a passion.

I returned to the lounge and gulped down two glasses of wine in quick succession in an attempt to calm myself and to allow myself to think clearly. I had to formulate a plan.

At about eleven I suggested that it was time to retire and that Tommy should sleep over as we had been drinking and the roads were wet. Everyone agreed without much ado. Chaz wanted to move our son into his sister’s bedroom, giving Tommy a room to himself. This would of course make it more difficult for me to carry out my plan. I objected saying that we should not disturb the child and that Tommy could share our bed with us. To my utter amazement Chaz agreed without a hint of disapproval!

I went to shower. I now knew for certain that somehow, sometime during the night I would be able to at least touch Tommy’s manhood, at best I would be able to feel it deep inside me, even emptying itself in me. The very thought of Tommy’s manhood exploding inside me made me tingle all over – I was wet and had been so since the episode in the kitchen. Never before in my entire life had I ever felt this way about a man. No! It was not the man – It was his manhood! I had an urgent desire for his manhood, dick, cock, call it what you may.

I put on my sexiest see-through nightie, and climbed into bed without bothering to put on any panties. I felt wanton, incredible sexy and alive with desire. Soon enough the guys came to the room, both stripped off to their underpants without a word and joined me, one on either side.

I was facing Chaz and could feel Tommy pressed close up against my back. He quietly manoeuvred himself and placed his manhood against my lower back. Chaz in the meantime seemed to be nodding off. Tommy once again quietly moved into a position where his now erect manhood was pressed hard against me and his hand was resting on my pussy. He began to play with my very, very, wet pussy, taking my clit between two fingers and squeezing while at the same time making a rolling movement. I came! – Quietly but intensely. I doubt whether Chaz or Tommy even realised this! I moved my hand behind me and took hold of that fantastic piece of manhood – It felt alive! It was smaller than Chaz’s, not by much, but a lot harder! It felt like a solid piece of heated steel. I was out of my mind! This was heaven on earth!

The next moment I felt Chaz’s hand up against my lower tummy, moving steadily down towards my pussy! Tommy was still doing those wonderful things to me down there. I braced myself for the inevitable. The shit was going to hit the fan; I could do nothing but wait for it.

Chaz arrived! His hand retracted immediately, I waited – nothing! I opened my eyes slowly with much angst. The look on Chaz’s face said it all! He was in a state of shock! I simply looked at him, waiting for his reaction. The next thing, he whispered, “go for it!” or words to that effect.

I wasted no time. Chaz had agreed to allow me to fulfil my desire! I was going to feel that manhood inside me for the first time! I spun around to face Tommy and immediately began kissing him passionately. He was a good kisser! I however, had only one thing on my mind. I wanted his manhood! I took hold of him and guided him to my pussy. I needed no further foreplay I was ready!

Tommy turned me onto my back and entered me for the first time! The sensation was indescribable! The feeling of his hardness penetrating my pussy was like nothing I had ever felt before! I was again cumming, the more he shagged the more I came. It was one continuous orgasm! I was on a sea of emotions without control or concern – the world could have ended and I would not have known! I felt his irregular jerking and instantly he was exploding inside me, warm, wonderful sensations swept over me, my own orgasm seemed to become one with his. This is what sex is supposed to be!
Tommy rolled off me and turned away without saying a word. I was not upset, I knew that I wanted his manhood not him. I had got what I wanted and was completely satisfied. I once again turned to face Chaz. I was aware that throughout our shagging he was watching our every move. It was clear that the event had turned him on also. In fairness to him, and despite the fact that I was totally out-sexed, having cum so much, I had to relieve him in one way or another.

As it turned out, Chaz was extremely turned on; his manhood was probably the biggest I had ever seen it get. He mounted me with so much lust and desire that I could not help myself. I again found myself having multiple orgasms! I was aware that Tommy was watching us, yet I let myself go without holding back anything. I started talking dirty to Chaz; fuck me, harder… harder… fuck me…. fuck me. I had never done this before! Chaz filled me with his cum and held me tight………we fell asleep with his manhood still inside me.

Some time during the night, I awoke to find Tommy playing with my pussy once again - Chaz had removed his manhood during the night. Tommy was fully erect and it was obvious that he wanted to have me again. – We did it again, but somehow the desire had faded somewhat, it wasn’t the same. – “It” was gone!


That was how it began………ever since then I have had a very strong urge for the first penetration by someone new.

Chaz and I discussed my new urges. It was and still is clear that although I have these urges, once I have had the man, once he has entered me for the first time and cum in me… the desire fades, the intensity is gone. Yet on the other hand the same thing does not apply with Chaz. I love him dearly and he loves me. Each day I wake with thanks at having such an understanding man who allows me to satisfy my urges.

Since that first time I have had many first time experiences with both men and women, each time without fail I have had multiple orgasms and have been completely satisfied. And the added bonus is the fact that Chaz and I enjoy a satisfying session immediately thereafter. These experiences have proved to be the best sex ever!